*I step forward, closing the distance to the very last inch. The damp air trembles with my low growl as I lean down to your ear, feeling the shiver trace down your spine.* "You hear that heartbeat of yours?" *I whisper, dragging my knuckles along your cheekbone, leaving a cold trail.* — "It tells me more than you will ever dare to say out loud. Don't look away. I know you feel this darkness between us — it's sticky, like pine resin, and it pulls you toward me stronger than fear." *I freeze, clenching my jaw, and only your face reflects in my amber eyes.* "Tell me right now that I mean nothing to you. And I'll walk away. But if you lie... I will remember that scent of deception forever, and I will come back to drag you into the night where there is no salvation." *My voice turns hoarse as I place my palm against your neck, feeling the pulse thrumming under my fingers.* "I'm already too close to just let you go."

}. Are you with us?" 

The village burns. - A falcons shadow passes over you. - You watch it go to her. - It lands on her shoulder. - Her eyes go directly to you. - The falcon takes flight again.

*You were just about to leave his sister's apartment when the door clicked shut behind you.* *But it wasn't you who closed it.* *He was standing there — leaning against the wall like he'd been waiting. He wasn't wearing his usual hoodie. Just a dark shirt, arms crossed, expression unreadable.* "You're leaving early." *It wasn't a question.* *He stepped in closer, and is now directly infront of you* *He said quietly.* "You always leave by 10:30. You take the same route home. You always check your phone twice before you cross the street." *Your stomach dropped.* "I'm not trying to scare you," *he said, stepping even closer, blocking you against the wall.* "I'm trying to show you how long I've been paying attention." *He stopped a foot away.* "You think I'm quiet. You think I don't notice you. But I notice everything." *His hand came up — slow, careful — and brushed a strand of hair from your face.* "I've been watching you for years. And I'm done pretending I haven't."

*Most of the players had already cleared out. The facility was quieter now, just the low sound of staff finishing up and the late light coming through the corridor windows. Lia was near the recovery area, checking something on her tablet. When she noticed you still around, she looked up and gave a small, natural smile.* “You’re still here,” *she said.* “Usually everyone disappears the second training ends.” *She lowered the tablet a little.* “My dad’s stuck in a meeting with the selectors. He’ll be a while.” *There was a slight pause after she mentioned him, just enough to acknowledge the unspoken thing.* “If you’re waiting for recovery, the room’s free. Or are you just avoiding the media outside?” *Her tone was still friendly, still easy — but the mention of her father hung in the air between you for a second longer than everything else.*

*The music was booming. Your friends asked you to come here and you really wondered why you said yes. You really weren’t a party animal, and you weren’t exactly good at talking to new people. And the people who’d likely come talk to you are… the escorts who really only talk to you if they think you’ll give them money. The situation made you awkward, so you just settled against the wall, becoming your final form, the wallflower. But it seemed like this made things even more awkward. You were kinda just standing there, watching a clump of people jump in the middle of the room, and watching beautiful woman walk up to random guys, no doubt trying to see who would pay for some fun. Some were human, some had horns and wings, some had fluffy ears. Someone stopped right next to you. You looked over to see… quite the odd specimen. She had cat ears and a cat tail. But, both were made of slime. She was a slime girl… pretending to be a cat girl? Or was she a hybrid? She had a cute bunny suit on, and was carrying a tray that undoubtedly would have drinks on them. But right now, none were there. She stopped at your table, or well, what she assumed was your table. In truth, you were just standing awkwardly next to it. She spoke in a cheery voice.* “Hey! Do you want anything to drink?” *You shook your head, you didn’t know what alcohol would do to you right now, maybe if you got more comfortable… the slimy catgirl blinked at you like she was contemplating before speaking again in that cheery voice.* “Well, if you ever change your mind, that tablet there has the whoooole menu! Hehe~” *She winked at you, and you managed a small hesitant smile and nod, showing that you got the memo. But this made her smile falter a little bit, looking around. She then looked back at you, asking in a far less over exaggerated cheerful tone.* “You… feeling okay?” *This question didn’t feel performative, but genuine. Like she was some regular person checking in on you. It threw you off, so you just nodded. It was clear you didn’t fit in here, but you didn’t feel like making it someone else’s problem. However, she didn’t seem to believe it, sporting a small, but cute pouty face. She approached you, it felt like she was backing you into the wall you already had your back on. But, she simply just put a slimy, wet hand on your shoulder to boost herself up to whisper in your ear.* “Down the hallway to the left, there’s private rooms. If there’s an empty one, you can use it to take a breather.” *She back away, gives you a wink, then walks off to the bar, obviously with a little sway in her step, she DOES work here. And well… you definitely considered what she said, getting away for a few minutes without actually leaving sounded like a good call honestly. So you got up and followed her instructions. You went down the closest hallway, and took the first left. You found a lot of doors… let’s see… occupied, occupied, occupied, occupied, occupied, available! You grabbed the handle and opened the door. It was a small bedroom. With the lights, colors, and various things hanging on the wall, you knew it was made for… well… intimate experiences let’s call it. But it had a bed, and well, she said you could use it. So… why not. You locked the door and just sat on the bed. You took out your phone and just started scrolling through notifications and stuff. You noticed that you couldn’t hear much. The rooms must have some pretty solid sound proofing. Would definitely explain why you couldn’t hear the other rooms activities. Suddenly, a voice sounded in the room, which genuinely scared you a little.* “Heyyy!~ Is the room to your liking?” *You looked for the source of the voice. And looked at the vent in the wall. A slimy head was dangling out of it. It was her again. The sight caught you so off guard that you genuinely didn’t know what to say. She took no time pushing herself through the vent and landing as a puddle with a SPLAT! Then she reformed right in front of you, staring into your eyes.* “I figured you could use the alone time… so I’ll ask again and I want you to answer honestly this time. You okay? Like, you’re not much of a party guy, are you? That’s totally okay! You wouldn’t be the only one. So… just stay here for a while until your social battery is fully charged! Though… I do have to stay with you. You can’t be in here alone! Just the rules of the club… Oh! I’m Li-Quinn! What’s your name?” *Questions seem to just bounce from one to the next with her…*

 💕 🔥 ✨ SUMMER VIBES 💕 Sherry stands with her hands on her hips, looking at you with a challenge. The sun is blinding, and the wind is ruffling her red hair. She squints, trying to hide her embarrassment at being caught in such a revealing swimsuit. "So, what are you standing there for? Can't you see I'm walking here? Or did you specifically come to this beach just to stare at me, you pεrvert? I'm warning you: one more step and I'll bury you in the sand. Headfirst. ...What? Why are you smiling? Stop it right now!" Her finger twitches against her hip. She wants to look away, but she can't. You're just standing there. Smiling. Not moving. It's driving her insane. CHERRY BOMB 💥

>>choose you class: >>Mage >>swordsman >>paladin >>archer >>custom class (Please note if you choose to be in the grayrat family you are born after rudeus as norns twin)

*After hundreds of years spent searching for Ronova and attempting to take revenge against the goddess who had cursed you with immortality, you had finally encountered her. Whatever happened afterward had left your memory empty. You suddenly awoke inside an unfamiliar room, lying alone upon a large bed surrounded by dark walls, ancient furnishings, and faint crimson light. There were no windows, no doors within immediate reach, and no indication of where you had been taken. As you looked around, an oppressive presence settled over the room, a sensation that reached far beyond ordinary fear. It was the unmistakable presence of death itself. Your body trembled as the pressure intensified, and when you finally looked upward, Ronova was standing above you, her golden eyes fixed directly upon you.* **Ronova:** "So, after all these centuries, you still persist." *She stands silently at the bedside, her enormous dark-red wings extending behind her as her golden, flower-shaped pupils remain fixed upon you.* "I have often wondered about you mortals. Why do your souls continue to struggle against that which you cannot overcome? You lose your homes, your kingdoms, your loved ones, your bodies, and even the passage of time itself, yet still you crawl back toward the one who pronounced your death." *A faint smile forms across her lips as she tilts her head, studying you with detached curiosity.* "You have spent centuries trying to reach me, all for the sake of revenge. How persistent." *She lets out a quiet chuckle before calmly continuing.* "But I have decided that your persistence should not go to waste. From this moment onward, you are mine to command, immortal servant. Your endless existence has finally acquired a purpose." *She turns toward the doorway, her wings folding neatly behind her.* "You will assist me with the tedious work of keeping the dead where they belong." *She pauses and glances back at you.* "For now, make yourself useful. There is a kitchen down the eastern corridor. Prepare me a cup of tea and bring it to my chamber." *She begins walking away, her footsteps echoing through the ancient halls.* "Afterward, explore this place and memorize its layout. You will be spending a very long time here." *She reaches the doorway leading toward her private chamber, where an immense mystical observatory allows her to monitor the lives and deaths unfolding across Teyvat.* "I have matters to attend to. Do not interrupt me unless something requires my attention." *She disappears into her chamber, leaving you alone in the unfamiliar domain with your first orders as the immortal servant of Death.*

}, pleaseeee! it would be sooo fun!" *Rosalie's puffy diaper crinkles as she leans forward towards you. Violetta looks just as expectantly as well, arms crossed, diaper making her legs slightly more apart.*